Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Except Jonathon and the plot they're by me. ^-^

Summary: Love. What is it? Whether to a friend or companion it is the same. It even heals those considered broken. But try telling that to, two lost souls.

Prologue/Chapter 1: Alone

Bella's POV

I never really liked talking.

I've always been a loner.

Some would try and be friendly but I would just give them a blank stare. I never sought out a reason to speak. Even as a child...while most children ran around screaming there heads off I was the one that sat under the big shady tree alone.

To be honest I spoke somewhat back then even more when I was with my mother. But when I grew older I grew quieter, sometimes not speaking for days at an end. No one really understood why I didn't talk. When I started high school they just thought that I was shy and naturally quiet. Others thought I was a freak of nature, tormenting me as I crossed the halls of my, oh so great school. If you didn't hear the sarcasm in my voice you need to have your ears checked.

Anyway even the teachers were curious as to why I was so quiet. They never complained, I was a straight "A" student so they left me alone.

I couldn't mistake it though without even trying I knew as I walked by someone there thoughts would immediately go to, "Ooh the freaks walking by...or There goes Bella, I wonder why she never talks..." You didn't need to be a mind reader to hear them. It was written on there faces. As pathetic there thoughts were, what was more pathetic was the fact that I didn't correct them.

I never really told anyone what happened. My heart still rips and stutters when I think about it.

It all started when....

Flashback: "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Can weef go par toyay?!?!?!" I screamed as I scrambled down the stairs. Mommy turned around and smiled, "Not right now dear, maybe later. We're having lunch soon.

Hmmm, now where is your father..." she said to herself.

Pouting I scrambled back into my room to play with my stuffed rabbit "Mr. Bun-bun" I don't know how long I was playing with Bun-bun till I heard the door slam.

"Phil" I screamed running out of my room into his arms.

"Hey squirt! Huh? Is it just me or did you shrink?" He said.

Mommy stated said, "Stop teasing her Phil. Besides, Bella wanted to go to the park today. How about I pack the lunch up and we have a picnic instead?" (A.N.-Phil is still Bella's step-dad but married Renee when Bella was still a child. And she doesn't visit Charlie that often)

"Sounds great Renee! I'm starved! I'm being hammered at practice, but some agents have been looking at me so I'm not taking any chances of slackin' off."

Phil plays a baseball whatever that is. He's in something Mommy calls Minor Leagues but I didn't get it. He's not tiny he's huge! And he's always carrying a bag with a stinky mitten and wooden stick around the house. And his shoes are pointy!

I squirmed in Phil's arms begging to be let down so I could help Mommy with dinner, I mean after all we're going to the park right?

I gasped.

"Really Mommy we go to par?! Go, now. Go now!" (A.N.-Bella is still a child physically but mentally she's somewhat older like in the book) "I wanna go swingy" I all but screamed it one breath.

Mommy and Phil just laughed at me and told me to go put my shoes on. I bolted from them and ran up the stairs stumbling every few steps and ended up tripping at the top. I landed with an "Oof" but brushed myself off and finished getting ready. Two minutes later I was down the stairs telling Mommy and Phil to hurry up. They just laughed at me but moved a little quicker. They're moving sooooo slow. I just stood there vibrating with excitement bouncing around occasionally.

Finally they finished and we all went to the car. I dragged Phil to the back seat so he could buckle me in while Mommy put the picnic basket and blanket in the trunk.

Eventually we got to the park and again Phil came to the back seat to get me out of the car. As soon as my feet touched the ground I was off.

(A.N. I'm fast forwarding it because I'm not good with writing kids stuff that well.)

Today was so much fun but it was really started to get dark and Phil said that we had to go home.
I gave him my doe eyes and I saw that he was about to say yes when Mommy said, "Come on Bella we have to got sweetie but nice try anyway." Then turning to Phil she mumbled,"Nice try mister but you not getting that easily. You have practice tomorrow morning. You can't teach Bella baseball all night long." She turned her back towards us and while she wasn't looking me and Phil both decided to stick our tongues out at her but before we even got halfway Mommy said, "Don't even think about it." Phil looked shocked that he was caught but I just started giggling.

I didn't want to but Phil said that we had to.

Mommy knew us too well.

On our way home I started to fall asleep and the last think I saw before my eyes closed were…

I snapped my eyes open and bolted upright. Drenched in a cold sweat I looked around to see where I was. Heart beating like a hummingbird's wings I took in my surroundings. From floor to ceiling, wall to wall every aspect of my room.

Tears weld up in my eyes as I replayed my dream in my head. More like a nightmare actually, a never ending nightmare. One that I've had to live with for, fourteen years. Slowly after my breathing and heart slowed down I curled into a ball letting my tears shed. 'It's all, my fault' I thought to myself. Sobbing my pain away for another night I fell back into a restless sleep dreaming of those lights.

The very same lights that took away my happiness.

Unknown POV

Moving again. –Sigh-

Going to a new school. Having girls flaunt at you again. The repeating cycle of life beckons to me.

Excitement, humor and more lust than what I would prefer inflate my very being. Emotions written in the very air itself descend upon my cold heart.

Sometimes I wished that these emotions will run its course a different direction from me. To be alone and to let your mind wonder is a blessing itself. My desire for a serene atmosphere or better yet my desire to be alone. To function without interference but that wish would never come true.

I already feel complete sometimes but those days, days where my sadness radiates around me. Suffocating me, were times I wish I had a companion to hold and comfort my soul.

My desire to be alone but not really knowing of how alone I was plagued my mind. Before leaving I'll only ask this. A question to the angels themselves. I only ask would I be doomed forever in existence to be alone. Is there no one to fill the void? Can I find the love that my family shows for each other in someone else?

I bet that my wish is unheard by the better above.

Getting off of the couch I leave my room and go to my brother's silver Volvo. Leaving our home in Alaska towards the next town, we head to Forks, Washington. Little did I know someone was watching from above and was granting my wish as we speak. They just didn't know of the obstacles that we had to face. (A.N. Heh heh heh, you probably already know who this is.)